Hearing Song Qingshu mention her husband, Huang Rong's heart flashed with a trace of regret. Now that she had the antidote, she couldn't save Brother Jing immediately!
Huang Rong collected her thoughts and nodded. She took the porcelain bottle and quickly walked into the room. Guo Jing was sitting cross-legged on the bed. It seemed that he was circulating his internal energy, but from the large beads of sweat on his face, it was obvious that the situation was not optimistic.
"Rong 'er, is that you?" Under normal circumstances, Guo Jing would have been able to distinguish the footsteps of his wife. But now that his dantian was empty and his eyes were blind, he could only hear the light footsteps of the person entering. It should be a woman.
"Brother Jing, we found the antidote." Seeing her husband's pitiful appearance, Huang Rong's nose turned sour and she hurried over to support him.
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Song Qingshu leaned against the curtain at the door and didn't go in to disturb the two. It was strange that even though he had a strong desire for women, he didn't feel uncomfortable seeing Huang Rong and Guo Jing being intimate. After thinking about it, he could only explain it by saying that Huang Rong was originally Guo Jing's wife.
"It seems that I really am a pervert." Song Qingshu couldn't help but laugh at himself. After all, he wasn't like Yun Zhonghe who would kill his husband and steal his wife. Although he liked the feeling of possessing Huang Rong, he didn't want to ruin her marriage. First, he had to consider his own reputation, and second, he was like this.
While he was distracted, Huang Rong had roughly explained the process of obtaining the antidote. Guo Jing listened with admiration, "Song Shaoxia is really smart. He actually thought of such an ingenious method."
Song Qingshu smiled, "Hero Guo, you flatter me. You should take the antidote as soon as possible. You don't know how worried Madame Guo was about you on the way here."
Huang Rong looked at him in surprise. She didn't expect him to put in a good word for her in front of Guo Jing.
Guo Jing was also touched. He grabbed his wife's hand, "Rong 'er, you have worked hard this time."
Huang Rong, on the other hand, was like a startled rabbit. She subconsciously withdrew her hand, but just as she moved, she realized that it was inappropriate. How could she avoid her husband's touch? She unconsciously turned her head to look at Song Qingshu and found that he was looking at her with great interest. Huang Rong panicked and hurriedly looked away.
Guo Jing felt a sense of loss in his heart. "Rong 'er, you …"
Huang Rong blushed. She found an excuse and said in a low voice, "Song Shaoxia is still watching us. Brother Jing, aren't you shy?"
Guo Jing laughed awkwardly. So it was his wife who was shy.
In order to hide the embarrassment in her heart, Huang Rong took out a porcelain bottle and poured out an antidote from it. Suddenly, a fresh medicinal fragrance wafted through the room. Just by smelling it, one could tell that it was not an ordinary item.
Huang Rong carefully examined the antidote and couldn't help but secretly nod. There was nothing wrong with the antidote. Her family had a long history of learning. Huang Yaoshi was a genius alchemist. Even though her knowledge of alchemy was less than ten percent of her father's, she had no problem determining whether the antidote was poisonous or not.
She knew that the Western Poison Ouyang Feng had always been cunning, so she didn't trust him too much. She only felt relieved when she determined that the antidote was not poisonous.
After Guo Jing took the antidote, Song Qingshu helped him disperse the antidote. Seeing her husband's pale face gradually turn red, Huang Rong's face finally showed a trace of a smile.
But her smile didn't last long. Guo Jing's face became redder and redder. Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood.
Song Qingshu, who was helping Guo Jing dissolve the antidote, couldn't help but be shocked. He felt that Guo Jing's breathing suddenly became very chaotic. The poison that he had previously suppressed seemed to show signs of rising again.
"Brother Jing, what's wrong?" Huang Rong cried out in alarm. She reached out to support her husband and found that his skin was frighteningly hot. Guo Jing opened his eyes and looked at her. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something. Unfortunately, before he could open his mouth, he fell on the bed and no longer made the slightest sound.
"Brother Jing!" At that moment, Huang Rong's heart broke. She suddenly turned around and glared at Song Qingshu. "Song Qingshu, your heart is so poisonous!"
Song Qingshu frowned. "What do you mean?"
"What do I mean?" Huang Rong sneered. "You directed this play yourself. You wanted to kill Brother Jing with a borrowed knife. Only then would you have the chance to have me. I was really blind to naively believe that you really wanted to save Brother Jing."
Song Qingshu looked at her and said in a low voice, "You are so emotional right now, so it's inevitable that your imagination will run wild. I can pretend that I didn't say anything."
Huang Rong shook her head as if she hadn't heard his words. Her eyes lost focus and she murmured, "You've already gotten what you wanted, and I've promised to be your secret lover in the future. Why do you still want to kill my brother Jing …"
Seeing her heartbroken and hating him to the bone, Song QingShu was both annoyed and amused. "Hey, although we're so familiar with each other, I'm really going to sue you for slander if you keep spouting nonsense like this. Who said that I wanted to kill Hero Guo? Besides, Hero Guo is not dead. Why are you sad here? "
At first, Huang Rong didn't have any reaction when she heard the first part of his words. But when she heard the last part, her eyes suddenly became bright again. She looked at the bed in surprise. "Brother Jing is not dead?"
Song Qingshu snorted. "He is not dead now, but he will die soon. If you continue to distract me, I guarantee that you will become a widow in ten minutes."
Only then did Huang Rong realize that Song Qingshu's palm had been pressed against her husband's back. His sleeves fluttered even though there was no wind. Apparently, it was caused by the zhenqi in his body. She hurriedly checked her husband's pulse and found that although it was very weak, there was still an unyielding vitality!
Only then did Huang Rong realize that Song QingShu had been using his True Qi to prolong her husband's life. Looking at him, who had always been elegant, sweating profusely with blue veins popping out all over his body, her mood became extremely complicated.
After a long time, Guo Jing suddenly spat out a pool of black blood. There was still half of the "antidote" in the black blood. Song Qingshu finally let out a sigh of relief. "Finally, he is out. Let me see the bottle of antidote!"
Huang Rong poured out another antidote and said doubtfully, "I have checked this antidote. It is not poisonous." This was the reason why she suspected Song Qingshu. After all, there was no problem with the antidote. The only problem was Song Qingshu, who had been circulating his zhenqi behind her brother's back. With a single thought, he could kill her brother without anyone knowing and then blame it on Ouyang Feng.
Song Qingshu used his finger to pick up a small piece of the antidote and put it in his mouth. He closed his eyes and thought for a while. After a while, he said, "The antidote itself is not poisonous. Wanyan Liang is not a fool. In Ouyang Feng's opinion, he must have tested the antidote before getting it. If the antidote is poisonous, won't he lose his footing in the Jin Kingdom?"
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